And it's not like I'd know where to go buy illegal stuff! 
But I've been feeling very nostalgic for Djarums lately.
Just the thought of the smell of a Djarum Black brings me back to high school, 2003/4ish. The delightful taste of clove cigarettes... like a Christmas ham and an after-sex smoke.
The beautiful black paper they were rolled in. The sugary sweet filtered tip. The red and black box that held the cigarettes in 2 rows of ten cigarettes. Quality stuff, in my 17 year old opinion. I haven't had a clove in 8 years but I do think I would still enjoy them.
Cloves were $10/pack. This was in New York City, Manhattan, 2003/4 prices so that was still expensive. Marlboro Menthol Lights were probably $7. But they were definitely worth the splurge.
Yes, I was one of those assholes who perfumed entire city blocks with the smell of clove cigarettes. Sometimes I'd catch a whiff of clove and follow the scent wherever it led me. I had a lot of time on my hands, really. Or else it could have been the cocaine. Cocaine takes you on strange journeys.
I could make a pack of cloves last 20 days. All I needed was one cigarette a day. They were incredibly harsh. People who I knew smoked a pack of cloves a day typically didn't have the easiest time breathing.
One time the Dean of Security took me to his office after I smoked a clove and asked me if I was stoned. Because of the smell. My mom thought they were pot too. Some lame NYU chicks asked me and one of my friends if they were "those special herbal cigarettes" and I was like, "Uhhh, suuuure..." and gave them one. I thought about it and later realized they thought I gave them a joint. HAHAHAHAHA. That's funny. Like I'm the fucking joint fairy or something.
I wish I could have been a fly on the wall at the party where the power of placebo got these skanky bitches living off of daddy's money "high". Hahahaha.
Anyway, I am debating whether or not I should snort more oxy. And then whether to snort -codone or -morphone. This shit is fucking crazy.
Ohh, if you used to smoke cloves please share your stories and love or even hate if you hate 'em. Free speech and all that shit.
But I've been feeling very nostalgic for Djarums lately. Just the thought of the smell of a Djarum Black brings me back to high school, 2003/4ish. The delightful taste of clove cigarettes... like a Christmas ham and an after-sex smoke.
The beautiful black paper they were rolled in. The sugary sweet filtered tip. The red and black box that held the cigarettes in 2 rows of ten cigarettes. Quality stuff, in my 17 year old opinion. I haven't had a clove in 8 years but I do think I would still enjoy them.
Cloves were $10/pack. This was in New York City, Manhattan, 2003/4 prices so that was still expensive. Marlboro Menthol Lights were probably $7. But they were definitely worth the splurge.
Yes, I was one of those assholes who perfumed entire city blocks with the smell of clove cigarettes. Sometimes I'd catch a whiff of clove and follow the scent wherever it led me. I had a lot of time on my hands, really. Or else it could have been the cocaine. Cocaine takes you on strange journeys.
I could make a pack of cloves last 20 days. All I needed was one cigarette a day. They were incredibly harsh. People who I knew smoked a pack of cloves a day typically didn't have the easiest time breathing.
One time the Dean of Security took me to his office after I smoked a clove and asked me if I was stoned. Because of the smell. My mom thought they were pot too. Some lame NYU chicks asked me and one of my friends if they were "those special herbal cigarettes" and I was like, "Uhhh, suuuure..." and gave them one. I thought about it and later realized they thought I gave them a joint. HAHAHAHAHA. That's funny. Like I'm the fucking joint fairy or something.
I wish I could have been a fly on the wall at the party where the power of placebo got these skanky bitches living off of daddy's money "high". Hahahaha.
Anyway, I am debating whether or not I should snort more oxy. And then whether to snort -codone or -morphone. This shit is fucking crazy.
Ohh, if you used to smoke cloves please share your stories and love or even hate if you hate 'em. Free speech and all that shit.
